Mail that cheers
Yesterday we received an envelope from Nigeria containing several hand-written notes on lined paper. Early last summer, we'd read a newsletter from an SIM worker inviting people to provide scholarships for young people to attend the "Youth Alive" camp co-sponsored by SIM and the churches of Nigeria. Chuck and I liked the idea, and sent some money. Can't even remember now how much it was, and we certainly didn't miss it after it was gone. But what an investment! Sarah wrote, "Because of you my life is changed. I'm praying to God to help me to live a holy life and to share love with other people around me." David says, "The camp was like a home; they fed and treated us well. I learned how to make palm sandals and I played soccer. The palm sandals I learnt will help me to be financially independent. I made a decision to not follow the patterns of this world, but to follow the Lord." And there were several others. Chuck and I had tears in our eyes as we reflected on the privilege of sharing our abundance with those who have little or nothing. (I tell this not to make us look good, but rather to encourage us and others to keep on giving. I'm sure the order of things was set up by the Creator so that when we do the right thing, it does us far more good than it does our beneficiaries.)
Once again the lining of my mouth feels burned off. Seems to be a stage in the process of this chemo. It's happened before, we've prayed, and it's cleared up. Thanks for praying.
We have frost this morning. Lots of green tomatoes are still on the vines, so I draped sheets over them last evening, and I hope they survive. Now it's supposed to warm up.
Have a great day.
Carol
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